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		<description>The original writings of author Gecko</description>
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			<title>A Stuffy Blanket On a Hot Summer's Night</title>
			<description>I feel soalone on a table seated full of people I love,Of peoplewho I thought understood me,Couldrelate to me.But now itseems they all can&amp;rsquo;t comprehend,The factthat I cannot breathe I cannotfeelI cannothelp the feelings that come across as if I am selfish,..</description>
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			<title>Past Love </title>
			<description>I hope everyone who has experiencedthe devastating downfall of love, The unexpected shattering of theirheart that they couldn&amp;rsquo;t yet predict Because they were so caught up inthe feeling of overwhelming lust and longing For the person they worshiped, The person they priorit..</description>
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			<title>Ghost Town</title>
			<description>Chernobyl,&amp;nbsp;Ukraine is a ghosttown. Swings sway aimlessly in the bitter wind, missing the warm touch of alittle boy or the bubbling giggle of a school girl. Empty houses that are nolonger homes stand vacant, their roof&amp;rsquo;s sagging inwards with despair. In theair hangs a pungent stenc..</description>
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			<title>Threshold </title>
			<description>you may get some minecraft vibes lol</description>
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			<title>Hostage </title>
			<description>The tradingship came to a sudden halt and the crashing of the waves were now drowned outby the waterfall of rain, as if the gods were desperately trying to pourbuckets of holy water down on my sins. I was puzzled as to why the trade shiphad stopped, had we already reached the trading dock? T..</description>
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			<title>The Reward </title>
			<description>December 1945, Vancouver Canada. The year thesecond world war ended. It&amp;rsquo;s been three months since the six years of absolutehorror, but it was over now and the few lucky soldiers that barely survived,can now celebrate peacefully. I pushed George, my best friend who was put in awheelchai..</description>
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			<title>The Delay</title>
			<description>An off-the-wall scientist tries to prove a myth to be a reality </description>
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			<title>The 5th Season</title>
			<description>a short story on what would be the 5th season </description>
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			<title>Humanity or Equality?</title>
			<description>What comesfirst? The earth or humanity?Whathappened to stopping complete inequality?We findpeace within our races Yet wecan&amp;rsquo;t explore new places, Because thecoral has gone brown Or all thetrees have been cut down;Or thewater has gone dry And theanima..</description>
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